…not much left

16.0205 ToB - pickin' up my laundry V

The other day I am futzin’ around, (old guy…enough said) and the Kaleidoscope group pops up and Krys says that she is gonna change the sim.  Pretty much stopped me in my tracks.  Keleidoscope is one of my favourite sims to visit and shoot pictures in.  It has that rural feel that seems to be difficult find here.  I know, I know…truth be told it just makes me nostalgic for my youth and simpler times.  Really I am not a romantic or a sentimentalist…my story and I am sticking with it.

I have talked to Krys a couple of times since to find out how long I would have to try and get all the pictures in I have thought about and put off.   She told me I would get lots of warning.  No matter what direction she takes the sim I know it will be brilliant, but I will miss what it is today.

Yes, there is a point to my rambling, the picture above.  Fifteen years ago my grand father passed away.  The family all went home for the funeral, it seems the only time any of us see anyone anymore.  The day before the funeral, my father decided to go see the old homestead and run the back roads of the county.  He was in an usually talkative mood  that day, telling stories about places I had long forgotten about.  To put this in perspective, my family has deep rural roots…1 room school houses…going to church on Sunday meant coming outa the hills…and freedom or adventure meant catching the train at the side of the tracks.  Different world than today.  Anyway, we ended deep in the county behind my grandfather’s sugar bush and Pops pointed out what was left of the one room school house my grandfather had gone to.

I asked to stop to I could take a look around.  This is the ty6pe of thing that has always interested me.  The roof was gone, the doors or what was left, rotting on the ground, most of the windows too.  There were still a couple of one piece desks, the old black board was still on the wall and couple of piles of what looked like they had once been school books.  Not much really.

It had started snowing that day and it was beginning to cover up what was left.  I spent an hour walking around the old building, fighting with the alder bushes and taking pictures.  For me it was nostalgic, all the stories that I had been told by my grand parents about their young ‘n wild days, the family history and the quiet stories about how I really didn’t know it all…laughin’… the reminded me of all the times I had to admit my father and grandfathers and great grandfathers were right.  That still gets me to this day.  Sadly, that day there was not much left…..

The Laundry

SKIN:  Aeros Avatar – Theo

HANDS:  Slink AvEnhance Hands Male – Relax

EYES:  IKON Odyssey Eyes – Silverleaf

JACKET:  [deadwool] Walden raincoat – Green

JEANS:  [deadwool] Worn out jeans – dark wash

BOOTS:  [hoorenbeek] Patagonia – Gritty Black

WATCH: [MANDALA]  Sitennoah – Black

POSE: AKEYO PowerAO Alpha Male Stands

TOOL:  LUMIPro  LUMIPro 2016

LOCATION: Kaleidoscope

16.0205 - ToB not much left II (@ kaleidoscope)

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